Before Charity knew it, 3 months had passed and it was the morning of her wedding day, sat in the master bedroom of the Alpha and Luna, she sat unmoving as Mary fussed around her making sure the makeup artist was doing everything perfectly while the seamstress was fitting Chloe into her Maid of Honour dress.
'Breath in miss' grunted the seamstress as she tried in vain to make the zipper close up Chloe's back.
'I'm trying' gasped Chloe, purple in the face from sucking her stomach in.
A loud rip suddenly echoed through the room, dropping the hairbrush she was holding Mary ran across the room to inspect the damage.
Chloe was sobbing 'i'm so sorry Char, it fits perfectly at the fitting 3 weeks ago, I swear I haven't been pigging out, I don't know why it won't fit' she wailed 'i've ruined y
